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#how do you not see the irony in drawing what is essentially cp
pistachi0art · 14 days
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moots in hlvrai who are out of the loop rn and don’t check ppl’s profiles i just want to inform that this person is reaaally gross and to advise to block and move on.
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Also the absolute hypocrisy from this particular person is really funny bc how can you claim not to be a zoo/pedo when your writing shit like this
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there’s art too. Yeah. NASTY.
And not to mention they’re buddies with this fellow (who is ALSO on tumblr- can’t find their user tho, probably blocked me but if you see some really nasty sh*ta art pop up in the tag, it’s them!)
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Like I said tho, don’t interact, don’t comment, don’t bother sending any sort of meaningful response/hate their way bc they’re absolutely addicted to any and all attention bc they’ve never had an ounce of it in their- oh yeah 20+! Years of existence on this earth! ☺️ just block and move on please.
(Also Mx. “My power grows with every hate comment” talks about drawing more gross shit with every bit of criticism they receive so really. Just. Don’t even bother.)
UPDATE! the other weirdo’s tumblr account for your blocking pleasures:
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The Danton Case - Complete Notes
More like disjointed amusing moments, but whatever.
Here is a complete post of my notes through all 5 acts of Pryzybyszewska’s Danton Case! I really enjoyed doing this, and I hope you all did as well. Let me know if I should do Thermidor as well....
Act I
Robespierre: Well, this is too much. I look like a gigantic withered cauliflower.
Note: this is his first line in the play.
We’re not going to talk about Eléonore trying to give Maxime a blowjob we’re just not
please don’t make me
please
Eléonore and Robespierre have a really weird relationship in this; he barely tolerates her existence, but keeps being very physical with her and it’s very uncomfortable to read.
“Child, I do not love you anymore - I am literally indifferent to you!”
I don’t even know what to say about Saint-Just in this he’s barely human
Saint-Just [glumly]: Are you delirious? Robespierre: [bursts out laughing, which does not necessarily reassure his friend]
Robespierre has strange names for people
Eléonore is “lioness,” “viper” etc.
Camille is “calf” “wonder child” “talented baby” and a bunch of just…random stuff
Danton and Co. have really weird code names that are never explained
Danton himself is C Three. No idea why.
Louise absolutely despises Danton with her whole heart
[Camille Desmoulins rushes in, very excited]
Again, this is how he enters the play
Danton: Stay. Well, Camille? Have a drink. Well, what have you done now?
Everyone wants to be a dictator and tyrant!! cause that’s how it went.
Act II
Collot: let’s kill Camille!! Robespierre: ...no.
Paraphrased, but barely
Camille: Danton, I will not allow even you to make such jokes. Danton [grips and squeezes him]: What, you won’t allow it?! [squeezes him stronger] You still won’t? Camille [swooning]: Mm-n-mm…oh!
Camille [more softly, clasping his hands nervously] Georges: send me to die. I want to die for you. Danton [gives a friendly laugh] Better write, instead of dying...what use is your corpse to me?
yeah no one actually has any respect for Camille in this play
Vadier [a veritable mimosa as far as his self-love is concerned]
[sparks fly from Danton’s eyes]
he has laser eyes, who knew?
Danton: And you still won’t take your mask off, thought I see through it to every line on your face?! English blood, no doubt….[Robespierre reacts with an Irish look, knowing that it is not worth correcting such remarks]
Robespierre: Oh, yes: I’ve made a fatal mistake. Danton is a source of the plague.
[Camille rushes in, ill-tempered, throws off his cloak and hat, falls on the sofa and assumes a depressed pose.] Lucile: Well…? [when her husband makes a demonstrative gesture] Oh, my spouse! We’ve done something foolish again?!
Robespierre: He [Camille] simply must have his melodrama!
Camille’s sitting in front of him. They’re the only ones in the room.
Robespierre and Camille fight brutally, and to be honest it really hurts to read.
Act III
Actually, both Robespierre and Danton want to be king. Who knew?
Collot [starts to his feet]: Who asked you to interfere, you...underling?! Lindet: Thank you for that honorable title, hangdog. [Collot throws himself at Lindet, restrained by those near him.]
Lindet seems to spend the rest of the CPS meeting ringing a bell and begging people to shut up.
Robespierre: Which of us will go drown out that miracle-making thunderous bass (Danton)? My drawing-room contralto, perhaps? Or Saint-Just’s low-pitched tenor?
Robespierre is very musical in this play, whistling “the entire chromatic scale” in Act I for no reason and then doing this in Act III
[Lindet vehemently rings the bell]
Saint-Just (looking for paper): Nothing doing without the secretary…. [attacks the cabinet, breaks fingernails]
smooth, dumbass. lmao
[Delacroix has the familiar Satanic expression of a fellow conspirator]
Camille [shakes]: Don’t dare mention him (Robespierre)! [leans towards him (Danton) across the table] I’ve spent my life on my knees before the two of you. I’ve worn myself out in your service. And you both knew slyly how to exploit my blindness. From now on I am a free man. I don’t care what happens to me… but I’ve broken with both of you, rotten idols, forever. [turns away]
His newly-declared independence lasts approximately 1 page before he collapses sobbing and pledges his allegiance to Danton again
Again, Danton is uncomfortably physical and abusive with Louise.
She hates him so much… there is no healthy relationship in this play.
ahhhh shit it’s time for the “trial”
Robespierre: I request - the right - to speak!
Most characteristic line yet, if you ask me
Why is Courtois defending Danton? Or does he just hate Robespierre that much?
Act IV
[Camille is standing by the window, crying]
This is roughly the third time this has happened in this play
Philippeaux is just yelling at a very depressed Camille it’s not fun to read Camille: Have pity...and help me, or I shall perish!!! [throws himself on the bed] Philippeaux: You will die in five days, Desmoulins. [Camille goes numb. His crying stops like a switched-off radio]
ngl this made me...very upset
Figure II [stretches out his hand]: Camille, no irony is intended: we thank you in the name of France. [Camille, consoled, returns the embrace and smiles] Philippeaux: Camille - that’s the Comte and Vicomte d’Estaing (royalists). [Camille withdraws, horrified.]
Everyone’s sitting on each other’s beds and it just reads like a massive sleepover for these few lines (ignoring the fact that they’re imprisoned and will be dead in 5 days)
Lucile tries bribing the judges, and is rather disappointed when they don’t take her bribes.
And then Legendre walks in and Lucile is like “you know what? New plan. Hey Legendre you’re a butcher right? Go murder Robespierre!”
Lucile?!?!?!?
[But the essentially gay tone does not change]
That’s a decent summary of Pryzybyszewska
[It is likely that Desmoulins will provoke deadly French laughter deriding both him and his party]
Fouquier-Tinville is already so done with everyone
Robespierre (to Eléonore) [extends one hand to her; he leaves the other on his forehead]: I am sorry. I’m going insane.
Robespierre forgot to eat for like 36 hours and honestly? same
also he’s an authoritarian dictator now i guess
[Robespierre breaks into sonorous, pleasant laughter and disappears]
Act V
[Desmoulins is standing on the table, at which Philippeaux is reading]
This is the stage setup at the beginning of the act. Camille is still Camille.
Danton: Ah, that is exactly the point! Ha, ha! Maxime has done me a very good turn by having systematically concentrated power in his own hands for years: all I need to do now is to take from him… a ready-made dictatorship!
...What?
Camille’s trying desperately to convince Danton to spare Robespierre’s life after all of this he’s still trying to save his friend whyyyyyyyyyyy
[Danton stretches his hand towards the candle] Camille [nervously]: No!!! Georges, please don’t put it out!... Danton [with outstretched hand]: But why? Camille: It’s so horrible here… please leave it, I implore you!
Look, I hate Camille’s infantilization in media as much as the next person, but ahhhh my heart
Camille [after a while, shyly]: Georges….
Danton starts to like...feel himself up and monologue dramatically while everyone else is asleep it’s a real weird page and a half
also he calls Robespierre a “red Irish monkey”
Camille starts screaming and talking in his sleep, begging someone (Robespierre, I wonder?) for forgiveness
Philippeaux: But what did you have against saving that boy - whom, without any reason, you have driven to suicide?... Danton [gives Camille a contemptuous look]: Should I have gratified Robespierre, do you think? For that matter, it will be better for Desmoulins himself to die than to prostitute himself again.
[Depressed silence again. Robespierre slowly places his elbows on the table, and his forehead on his joined hands.]
same
This is roughly the part where Robespierre begins to collapse mentally - continuing well into the next play, “Thermidor”
Fouquier: [bangs the table with a file because Danton is opening his mouth again]
Danton actually manages to turn the whole crowd against the Committee - the mob starts calling for immediate acquittal and protesting the mockery of a trial
Fabre: Thank God it’s the end. I’m barely alive anyway.
Pryzybyszewska makes very clear that the whole trial is corrupted and rigged against the Indulgents
aaaaaand cut their hair, exit stage, we never see them again
Saint-Just and Robespierre have a long conversation about oppression and dictatorship that takes several rapid and interesting turns
Robespierre: Maybe it is madness.
Saint-Just [over his shoulder]: It is not madness, it’s despair. [He turns round. Speaks nonchalantly, but clearly] Shoot yourself. [He stops by the window, aimlessly looking at the yard. Robespierre slowly falls onto the bed, lies down.]
I….what?!?
Antoine, what?????
Robespierre: *lies down for the first time in god knows how long* [He (Barère) rushes into the room. Robespierre, brutally wakened, lifts himself on his shoulder with a slight hiss of fright. In a second he gives the intruder a deadly look which totally puts Barère out of countenance.] Barère: Oh… I’m sorry. May I?… Robespierre [motionless, sits on the bed]: You’re asking that question somewhat late….
[Saint-Just comes in with a helpless shrug of his shoulders]
[Saint-Just watches him with glowing eyes]
[Both gens de la haute main (Robespierre and Saint-Just) look at each other as if mutually hypnotized by their appearance. A long pause of perfect immobility.]
Robespierre [tense all of a sudden. Dead silence in the room.] Do you hear?... Saint-Just [sulking]: What? Robespierre: The crowd is coming back. Saint-Just: Requiescant in pace.
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